Red Ribbon ? 1

Malia pulls him down for a kiss and miraculously he isn't surprised. When she pulls back she just stares at him.

"That's a first."

"There's a first for everything."

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When they got to Stiles's house he changed out of his clothes and took her out for breakfast. They went to a McDonalds where she learned that a hash brown is a really awesomely cooked potato. Afterwards they went back into the woods by the cliff to look at the sky. Stiles had brought along a blanket to lay on and a portable radio for music.

"What else do you think you can do?" she asks after a while of staring at the cloudy sky,

"I don't know. I mean what have I got so far. Claws, fangs and super strengthen like the rest of you. Then I got the white eyes, the electricity thing and the..."

Stiles trailed off in his words.

"I don't get you." she says,

"And why not?" questions Stiles,

"This thing about you feeding on pain. It's just another one of your skills but this one you hate."

"I don't hate it Malia."

"Okay then you dislike it heavy on the dis. But it's not going away."

"I swear I should have never let you watch that show. You've been playing with that kind of vocabulary ever since you finished it."

"It ended too soon. But you're getting me off topic. Why do you hate that one ability out of all of them? I'm more freaked out by the white eyes."

"Because...it makes me more like him than anything else."

"And that's what you're afraid of. Becoming him again."

"Yes and it seems like that's possible."

Malia stared at him confused, but then it came to her. Someone was looking for the triskele box. If they let the fly out what's stopping it from returning to Stiles. He's not just that sarcastic kid; he puts everyone's well-being before his. She gets closer to him and leans against his shoulder.

"You'll be fine and no matter what happens I'll always be there with you." she says,

Stiles lightly brush the strands of hair in her face behind her ear.

"Yea I know, as long as I got you."

She giggles cuddling up to him.

"Now how about the real problem."

"What real problem." asks Stiles,

"Tomorrow Scott's gonna yell at us both."

"No he won't, he's not like that. But Derek...yea he might yell."